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Still a search
for that little, as yet unknown
piece of land, my own.
Iin vain an attempt
to fathom the depths
of pools of thought.
Too many cliches
crowding the expression,
too many words
lying bereft of meaning.
Glorious and warm
the light of the moon,
bathes the souls all
waiting to be called.
Joyous, while staring
hopeful at the first
free spirit dancing
in rapture sublime-
waiting to be called.

4 thoughts on “Untitled 3

  1. well as i said..this is so true to life..something which i can relate to..and the best thing i like about your blogs is those pics u put along…wonder where u get those apt pics from 😀

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